CRAVE (The Escort)

Chapter 1

Holding the photo frame in his hands he heaved a sigh and nods.

"I should have asked you first though. I'm sorry. I wanted you to be closer to family also."

"I know. That's why I'm okay. So if you're feeling any form of guilt dad, I suggest you diminish them right away. I applied for Korea University and got in! Even though...technically it wasn't my first choice but it's still a great school!"

"I know. EWHA was your first choice but trust me kiddo Korea University is in the top five. Plus I hear it has a pretty amazing art program."

"Aye, now THAT part I'm pretty pumped about." I said lifting a box into the kitchen that said glass ware. "However, I read online the school likes to view art pieces from students before fitting anyone in the program."

"So?" He shrugs. "That's a great way for them to see how amazing your work is!"

"That's just it. The projects I brought with me are pretty....grey. These were all done when...you know, with mom and the divorce. It's kind of dark. So I feel..." I trialed off.

As much as I hated to admit it, mom and dads divorce brought me into a dark place. It felt unfair but I couldn't tell my own father that, could I?

Looking over the boxes in the room, he claps his hands jumping me out of my own thoughts.

"Let's take a break!"

"What? We just started." I said with a baffled look on my face.

"Yeaaah, but you need a muse. School starts Monday and I think you should get started on your art piece for the program. One of the biggest reasons why I chose this apartment is the roof top view. It's pretty breath taking and I think you should take a look at it."

"Dad..." I said giving him a peculiar look.

"What?" his eyes shifted to the box I took into the kitchen.

"I know that look. What are you hiding?"

"Nothinnnnggg...."

"Mmhmm..." I say walking over to were his eyes strayed.

"Okay! I was going surprise you." He says as I opened a box which revealed a brand new set of art materials

"Dad!" I gasp in astonishment.

Everything I could possibly need was there. The brightest smile appeared on my face and again I was reminded how amazing my father was.

"I hope this will help for your program."

"Are you kidding?! This is way more than enough! Jesus! Thanks dad!"

I expressed my happiness giving him the tightest hug.

And he responded to it with a kiss on the top of my head.

"Now go! Take a look at the view and tell me what you think!" he says stuffing my canon camera in my hands as he pushes me out of the apartment.

"Okay okay! But can't I do this after dinner. I'm starving" I turn to face him.

"Nope!" he closes the door in my face.

"Just so you know. This is child abuse." I say to him through the closed door.

"Just so YOU know, you're over 20. You're not a child anymore." He says back.

"Touché Dad." I say in response.

And now... I'm left in the halls to find a way to the roof.

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Even though he technically kicked me out of my own apartment, my dad wasn't wrong.